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Anywhere With You (NC-17)

Written by Kissa

20 September 2006 | 12845 words

Title: Anywhere with You
Author: Kissa (kissaperkele@gmail.com)
Beta by the very kind Laurëlóte (thank you, dear!)
Pairing: Boromir/Faramir
Rating: from PG to NC17 eventually
Note: I changed some facts to suit the storyline
Disclaimer: The characters belong to JRR Tolkien. I just borrow them, and the cast of the LOTR movies, play with them a bit, then promise to put them back safely. No profits are made, no harm is intended.

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Chapter 1

“Can I walk with you, little one?” The tall blond asked courteously, although really there was no need.

“Of course, if it pleases you.” The younger man answered, his smile, shy as always, brightening his brother’s mood.

They walked side by side in silence, until they left the White City. Once outside, the young one slipped his hand in the older man’s welcoming grasp and they continued like that, in a silent communion. For, in fact, they had no one else in this world but each other. Their mother had long departed, and their father was Lord first, and demanding parent later, but only to Boromir. Faramir didn’t even exist for the aging Steward. Boromir knew where his allegiance lay, and submitted to his father’s will in all things. But his little brother was his weakness.

At times, Faramir even wished Denethor would treat him badly, scold him, because even that would have been better than being completely ignored, dealt with as if he was a servant or a random soldier. He had tried to catch his father’s attention, if not approval. But now he had given up, as his father had plainly made en eloquent case out of ignoring him as if he wasn’t even in the world.

Boromir was the only person who asked him how he was doing and also stuck around to hear the reply. Boromir worried for him. And so far Boromir had occupied his whole heart.

They entered the forest and left the beaten track, making their way through thick bushes and trees. Anyone seeing them could have assumed they were a pair of lovers seeking a comfortable refuge to share themselves over the night.

But they were not. They had gone outside the city walls in need of privacy, not for coupling, but to get away from the Steward’s spies.

Boromir despised his own father for the faulty way he took care of Gondor, its people and last but not least, his brother. But he followed orders, like a well trained captain. He was nineteen and any attempt for rebellion sounded nice, but was soon dismissed as dishonorable.

They went to a secluded clearing, a place which Boromir had discovered and liked because for the small brook which crossed it and the few logs where they could sit.

They always came here to talk, undisturbed.

“So this will be your first time away from home… how do you fare?” Boromir awkwardly began.

“I have nothing to miss here but you, and you too will be away.” Faramir said, his eyes glittering wet in the fading sunlight. “Maybe we shall meet elsewhere, in a moment of respite? I am not yet ready to give up on being cuddled by my big brother.” He said, his face lighting up with a smile he reserved for his Boromir and for him alone.

“I do hope we will meet on territories not under father’s authority. For I would spend my entire life spoiling you, beloved.” Boromir said dreamily, his gaze directed at Faramir, but unfocused. What he was thinking of, only he knew. He shuddered violently.

“What is it, Bori?” Asked Faramir.

Boromir smiled at hearing the endearment.

“’Tis nothing, dearest one. Merely a chill.” He said and his heart asked Faramir’s for forgiveness, as he was lying. “I… hate that you must leave.” He admitted.

Faramir moved closer to him and hugged him tightly, nestling against his brother’s wider frame. Boromir sighed from the depths of his being and tightened his hold on his brother. For some reason, sorrow drowned him and made it very hard for him to speak at that time.

Boromir locked himself in his room on the day that Faramir set out in the morning to Ithilien on horseback, taking with him the last rays of sunshine from Boromir’s life.

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